A photo/essay project for gay adults (of all genders) to submit childhood pictures and stories (roughly ages 2 to 12), reflecting the memories and early beginnings of their innate LGBTQ selves. See how nurture allows what nature endows - and it's their nature, their truth!
I was way too young to know what “gay” meant, but I knew I wanted to be a boy. I was picked for the lead role in our kindergarten play, The Nutcracker, but I turned it down because I would have to be a princess and be kissed by a boy!
“Did I really need to come out to my parents?”
During recess the boys and girls would split up and I always went with the boys. I even remember a game where if you pushed the merry-go-round to the left, it was the girls’way, and if you pushed it to the right it was the boys’ way. I always teamed up with the boys to push it their way.
More than anything, I loved playing sports with boys – and the more physical, the better. Things like tackle football with the neighborhood kids or being on an all-boys ice hockey team.
I used to dream of becoming a professional athlete and always saw that vision as a man.
I remember that around the time that this photo was taken, in kindergarten, I started to notice the difference between boys and girls. I told my Mom I wanted to be a boy, and she said I couldn't. I couldn't understand why I was a girl, because I wanted to be a boy so badly.
I think this picture captures me at an age where I still had that dream. Where I could be happy feeling like a boy, and the reality of the world or my circumstances had not set in yet.